E/L fic, Chapter 2
Title: Things Become How They Are Meant to Be
Rating: PG-13 (rating may go up soon!)
Pairing: Edmund/Lucy
Disclaimer: Don't own Narnia! No money here.
Warning: Incest
Summary: Something is happening between Edmund and Lucy and Peter and Susan are there to help
Chap 2: Edmund and Lucy start to give in to the Deep Magic that has already determined their future.
The clang of swords echoed through the morning air in the courtyard of Cair Paravel. High King Peter and King Edmund danced around one another, practicing their swordplay as they did most every morning. This morning, however, Peter noticed that Edmund seemed unusually fierce, thrusting and parrying with a passion until finally, breathless, Peter yielded to the sword poised at his throat.
"Whoa, little brother," he said, his mouth turning up into a smile, "you are getting stronger, where's all this coming from?"
Edmund lowered his sword and smiled at his older brother, although it didn't quite reach his eyes.
"Perhaps a little frustration..." he said almost under his breath as he turned away.
Peter sheathed his sword and walked over to place his hand on Edmund's shoulder.
"That wouldn't have anything to do with Lucy, would it?" he said.
Edmund looked up at him quickly and frowned slightly.
"As well you know it does," Edmund replied, "and it's getting worse."
"Worse? Why is that?" Peter asked.
"I kissed her..." Edmund said quietly.
"And did she return the kiss?" Peter asked, knowing that she had.
"Yes," Edmund said, his eyes taking on a faraway look.
"Then I say you should have nothing to fear." Peter said, watching Edmund carefully.
"Nothing to fear?" Edmund said, suddenly fierce again. "I've fallen in love with my sister and I'm not supposed to worry how this will all turn out?"
"Edmund, I told you last night that you must let the Narnian magic do what it is supposed to do. This is not wrong, far from it. Once you embrace the magic, all shall be right in this world. Your destiny and Lucy's are intertwined with the Deep Magic and you must allow it to happen!" Peter said, equally fierce.
Edmund's shoulders sagged and he turned away from his brother. "There is nothing I want more in the world than to have Lucy love me back," he said in a low voice, "I only hope she feels the same."
Peter smiled knowingly. "I believe she already does..."
High above on her balcony, Queen Lucy watched her brothers below. She couldn't hear their voices but she knew they were discussing something of importance. She watched Edmund's face as turned to Peter and for a moment she could hear him..."Nothing to fear?"
Her heart fell as she heard those words. He was afraid? Was he regretting what he had done the night before? She touched her lips with her fingers, remembering his mouth on hers. Her heart began to pound as she thought of that moment, wanting more than anything to feel his lips on hers again, his hands on her body. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.
A knock on her door startled her out of her daydream and she turned. "Come in," she called. The door opened and Queen Susan peered in.
"Lu?" she called, "are you ready for breakfast?"
Lucy walked into her room and smiled at her sister. Susan looked at her face intently. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"Yes, yes of course," Lucy said hurriedly, "why do you ask?"
"Your face is flushed," Susan said, "what were you doing?"
"Watching Peter and Edmund in their sword practice." Lucy said, "that's all."
Susan smiled. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?" she asked.
"Yes, I did," Lucy said, "I always enjoy myself with Edmund..."
"Lucy," Susan asked carefully, "how do you really feel for Edmund?"
"What do you mean?" Lucy asked, "I love him, of course, he's my brother..." She suddenly frowned, feeling strange.
"What is it?" Susan asked.
"I had a curious feeling just then," Lucy said, "like I said something wrong. I can't remember exactly...Susan, Edmund is my brother, isn't he?"
"In one world he is," Susan said, "but in Narnia, he is meant to be something more."
Lucy's eyes widened. "Susan, what are you saying?"
Susan came over and took Lucy's hand, leading her to the couch to sit. She stared into her sister's eyes, willing her to understand.
"Lucy, Aslan has told Peter and I of the power of the Deep Magic. You already know what that magic can do. Now, what you are feeling is the magic working to make you what you are to become. And part of that is embracing your love for Edmund. Not sisterly love but a different kind of love. A love where you join souls, where you breathe each others air, where you know each others hearts as if they were your own..." Susan said quietly.
"Oh my god, Susan," Lucy breathed, "you speak as if you know this already. As if, you feel this."
Susan smiled again, "I do, Lucy. The magic is given to Peter and I as well, although we have our memories yet and we have a choice. Aslan said that the choice is not meant for you and Edmund, that we must help you both to understand these feelings of love that you are having. And that, for Narnia, you must embrace it."
"It would not be hard for me to love Edmund, you know," Lucy said, "I have loved him always, it seems, I can't remember a time when I didn't."
"But this love is different," Susan said, "the love between a man and a woman has more passion, more of the physical..."
Lucy blushed. "Yes, I understand," she said, "he...he already kissed me, Susan. His lips on mine...it was glorious."
Susan hugged Lucy tightly. "It is only the beginning, my dear sister."
"But Susan," Lucy said fearfully, "are you sure Edmund is willing as well? I mean, he did kiss me last night but this morning...out there with Peter...he seemed upset."
"Like you, Lucy, he is having trouble accepting these feelings but I can assure you that his love for you is as strong as yours for him. Peter is helping him to understand it as well. Give him time but show him how much you love him every chance you get." Susan said.
"I don't think that will be difficult..." Lucy said.
"Good. Now, shall we go to breakfast?" Susan said.
Lucy nodded and the two sisters hugged again, then arm and arm they walked down to breakfast.
Lucy smiled as Peter and Edmund came into the dining room a bit later.
"Breakfast is particularly delicious this morning," she said gaily.
Edmund smiled at her and sat down next to her. "Have you left us any?" he said.
"Of course," Lucy said. She noticed Peter and Susan exchanging a glance and a smile, their eyes meeting as if in secret communion. She quickly picked up the plate of toast and turned to Edmund.
"I've told you, Narnia won't run out of toast..." she grinned.
"Thanks," Edmund said, "you look very radiant this morning, by the way."
Lucy blushed hotly, "Thank you..." she stammered slightly.
"Would you like to go riding again this morning? With me?" he asked.
"I would love to," Lucy said, looking at him. She suddenly felt the urge to kiss his beautiful full lips and she had to grip the arms of the chair to quell the urge. She swallowed hard and forced herself to concentrate on her breakfast but she suddenly didn't feel the least bit hungry. She picked up her goblet of juice and her hand shook slightly.
"Lu? Are you alright?" Edmund said. He was watching her just as intently and seeing her blush he felt a rush through his loins and he squirmed a little in his chair, reaching for his own goblet.
"Yes, yes I'm fine," Lucy said, "I feel wonderful, in fact."
Peter and Susan glanced at one another again, both smiling knowingly. Things were definitely moving along nicely.
Rating: PG-13 (rating may go up soon!)
Pairing: Edmund/Lucy
Disclaimer: Don't own Narnia! No money here.
Warning: Incest
Summary: Something is happening between Edmund and Lucy and Peter and Susan are there to help
Chap 2: Edmund and Lucy start to give in to the Deep Magic that has already determined their future.
The clang of swords echoed through the morning air in the courtyard of Cair Paravel. High King Peter and King Edmund danced around one another, practicing their swordplay as they did most every morning. This morning, however, Peter noticed that Edmund seemed unusually fierce, thrusting and parrying with a passion until finally, breathless, Peter yielded to the sword poised at his throat.
"Whoa, little brother," he said, his mouth turning up into a smile, "you are getting stronger, where's all this coming from?"
Edmund lowered his sword and smiled at his older brother, although it didn't quite reach his eyes.
"Perhaps a little frustration..." he said almost under his breath as he turned away.
Peter sheathed his sword and walked over to place his hand on Edmund's shoulder.
"That wouldn't have anything to do with Lucy, would it?" he said.
Edmund looked up at him quickly and frowned slightly.
"As well you know it does," Edmund replied, "and it's getting worse."
"Worse? Why is that?" Peter asked.
"I kissed her..." Edmund said quietly.
"And did she return the kiss?" Peter asked, knowing that she had.
"Yes," Edmund said, his eyes taking on a faraway look.
"Then I say you should have nothing to fear." Peter said, watching Edmund carefully.
"Nothing to fear?" Edmund said, suddenly fierce again. "I've fallen in love with my sister and I'm not supposed to worry how this will all turn out?"
"Edmund, I told you last night that you must let the Narnian magic do what it is supposed to do. This is not wrong, far from it. Once you embrace the magic, all shall be right in this world. Your destiny and Lucy's are intertwined with the Deep Magic and you must allow it to happen!" Peter said, equally fierce.
Edmund's shoulders sagged and he turned away from his brother. "There is nothing I want more in the world than to have Lucy love me back," he said in a low voice, "I only hope she feels the same."
Peter smiled knowingly. "I believe she already does..."
High above on her balcony, Queen Lucy watched her brothers below. She couldn't hear their voices but she knew they were discussing something of importance. She watched Edmund's face as turned to Peter and for a moment she could hear him..."Nothing to fear?"
Her heart fell as she heard those words. He was afraid? Was he regretting what he had done the night before? She touched her lips with her fingers, remembering his mouth on hers. Her heart began to pound as she thought of that moment, wanting more than anything to feel his lips on hers again, his hands on her body. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.
A knock on her door startled her out of her daydream and she turned. "Come in," she called. The door opened and Queen Susan peered in.
"Lu?" she called, "are you ready for breakfast?"
Lucy walked into her room and smiled at her sister. Susan looked at her face intently. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"Yes, yes of course," Lucy said hurriedly, "why do you ask?"
"Your face is flushed," Susan said, "what were you doing?"
"Watching Peter and Edmund in their sword practice." Lucy said, "that's all."
Susan smiled. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?" she asked.
"Yes, I did," Lucy said, "I always enjoy myself with Edmund..."
"Lucy," Susan asked carefully, "how do you really feel for Edmund?"
"What do you mean?" Lucy asked, "I love him, of course, he's my brother..." She suddenly frowned, feeling strange.
"What is it?" Susan asked.
"I had a curious feeling just then," Lucy said, "like I said something wrong. I can't remember exactly...Susan, Edmund is my brother, isn't he?"
"In one world he is," Susan said, "but in Narnia, he is meant to be something more."
Lucy's eyes widened. "Susan, what are you saying?"
Susan came over and took Lucy's hand, leading her to the couch to sit. She stared into her sister's eyes, willing her to understand.
"Lucy, Aslan has told Peter and I of the power of the Deep Magic. You already know what that magic can do. Now, what you are feeling is the magic working to make you what you are to become. And part of that is embracing your love for Edmund. Not sisterly love but a different kind of love. A love where you join souls, where you breathe each others air, where you know each others hearts as if they were your own..." Susan said quietly.
"Oh my god, Susan," Lucy breathed, "you speak as if you know this already. As if, you feel this."
Susan smiled again, "I do, Lucy. The magic is given to Peter and I as well, although we have our memories yet and we have a choice. Aslan said that the choice is not meant for you and Edmund, that we must help you both to understand these feelings of love that you are having. And that, for Narnia, you must embrace it."
"It would not be hard for me to love Edmund, you know," Lucy said, "I have loved him always, it seems, I can't remember a time when I didn't."
"But this love is different," Susan said, "the love between a man and a woman has more passion, more of the physical..."
Lucy blushed. "Yes, I understand," she said, "he...he already kissed me, Susan. His lips on mine...it was glorious."
Susan hugged Lucy tightly. "It is only the beginning, my dear sister."
"But Susan," Lucy said fearfully, "are you sure Edmund is willing as well? I mean, he did kiss me last night but this morning...out there with Peter...he seemed upset."
"Like you, Lucy, he is having trouble accepting these feelings but I can assure you that his love for you is as strong as yours for him. Peter is helping him to understand it as well. Give him time but show him how much you love him every chance you get." Susan said.
"I don't think that will be difficult..." Lucy said.
"Good. Now, shall we go to breakfast?" Susan said.
Lucy nodded and the two sisters hugged again, then arm and arm they walked down to breakfast.
Lucy smiled as Peter and Edmund came into the dining room a bit later.
"Breakfast is particularly delicious this morning," she said gaily.
Edmund smiled at her and sat down next to her. "Have you left us any?" he said.
"Of course," Lucy said. She noticed Peter and Susan exchanging a glance and a smile, their eyes meeting as if in secret communion. She quickly picked up the plate of toast and turned to Edmund.
"I've told you, Narnia won't run out of toast..." she grinned.
"Thanks," Edmund said, "you look very radiant this morning, by the way."
Lucy blushed hotly, "Thank you..." she stammered slightly.
"Would you like to go riding again this morning? With me?" he asked.
"I would love to," Lucy said, looking at him. She suddenly felt the urge to kiss his beautiful full lips and she had to grip the arms of the chair to quell the urge. She swallowed hard and forced herself to concentrate on her breakfast but she suddenly didn't feel the least bit hungry. She picked up her goblet of juice and her hand shook slightly.
"Lu? Are you alright?" Edmund said. He was watching her just as intently and seeing her blush he felt a rush through his loins and he squirmed a little in his chair, reaching for his own goblet.
"Yes, yes I'm fine," Lucy said, "I feel wonderful, in fact."
Peter and Susan glanced at one another again, both smiling knowingly. Things were definitely moving along nicely.